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... Lord ) I challenge for my right , brethren vnnaturally falling at odds about As lawfull heire to Robert Fauconbridge . their fathers liuing , haue broken your highnesse Phil . If first - borne sonne be heire indubitate peace , in ...
... Lord ) I challenge for my right , brethren vnnaturally falling at odds about As lawfull heire to Robert Fauconbridge . their fathers liuing , haue broken your highnesse Phil . If first - borne sonne be heire indubitate peace , in ...
Page vi
... Lord ) can proue , and doe auerre Both to my mothers shame , and his reproach , He is no heire , nor yet legitimate . Then ( gratious Lord ) let Fauconbridge enjoy The living that belongs to Fauconbridge . And let not him possesse ...
... Lord ) can proue , and doe auerre Both to my mothers shame , and his reproach , He is no heire , nor yet legitimate . Then ( gratious Lord ) let Fauconbridge enjoy The living that belongs to Fauconbridge . And let not him possesse ...
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... Lord . Why should it be ? Birds , bubbles , K. John . Lords , keep him back , and let him heare the doom . Essex , first ask the mo - Ring in mine eares , that I am Richards ther thrice , who was his Sire ? Essex . Lady Margaret , widow ...
... Lord . Why should it be ? Birds , bubbles , K. John . Lords , keep him back , and let him heare the doom . Essex , first ask the mo - Ring in mine eares , that I am Richards ther thrice , who was his Sire ? Essex . Lady Margaret , widow ...
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... Lord , a subiect dwelling in the You rowling eyes , whose superficies yet land Is tied to execute the Kings commaund . Arth . Yet God commaunds whose power reacheth further , I doe behold with cies that nature lent : Send forth the ...
... Lord , a subiect dwelling in the You rowling eyes , whose superficies yet land Is tied to execute the Kings commaund . Arth . Yet God commaunds whose power reacheth further , I doe behold with cies that nature lent : Send forth the ...
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... lord Salisbury ; I'll go with thee , And find the inheritance of this poor child , His little kingdom of a forced grave . That blood which ow'd the breadth of all this isle , Three foot of it doth hold . Bad world the while ! This must ...
... lord Salisbury ; I'll go with thee , And find the inheritance of this poor child , His little kingdom of a forced grave . That blood which ow'd the breadth of all this isle , Three foot of it doth hold . Bad world the while ! This must ...
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Page 63 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 100 - Tis not due yet: I would be loath to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then? No. What is honour? A word. What is that word honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it? He that died o
Page 68 - Have you the heart ? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had, a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you? and, Where lies your grief...
Page 94 - This story shall the good man teach his son ; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered : We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England, now a-bed, Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here ; And hold their manhoods cheap, whiles any speaks That fought with us upon saint...
Page 30 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
Page 23 - I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyoked humour of your idleness. Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wondered at By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
Page 24 - So, when this loose behaviour I throw off, And pay the debt I never promised, By how much better than my word I am By so much shall I falsify men's hopes; And like bright metal on a sullen ground, My reformation, glittering o'er my fault, Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath no foil to set it off. I'll so offend to make offence a skill, Redeeming time when men think least I will.
Page 72 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.